Mis Propios Errores
Enrique Bunbury
My Own Mistakes
I declare war on the impossible
Even though I’ve been warned
Between the temporary and the tangible
Give me more of this pure mirage
I want to stay in my amazement
Gravity's force is optional
Feet on the ground are a hassle
Nothing will be too good to be true
I don’t want to be neutral, nor do I want to think
That what I say is important
I’m not gonna call you
I just send WhatsApps after a few drinks
I’ve learned so much from my own mistakes
That I plan to make a few more
Let me do some magic and you ask for the trick
A smoke screen to make my escape
I’m amazed by the fame I have
If you consider how few know who I am
In this moment, and for once
Admit it, we’re connected
Let’s raise our glasses with tropical drinks
To toast with military discipline
For surviving on a deserted island
And still shouting without addressing anyone
I don’t want to be neutral, nor do I want to think
That what I say is important
I’ve learned so much from my own mistakes
That I plan to make a few more
Let me do some magic and you ask for the trick
A smoke screen to make my escape
I’ve learned so much from my own mistakes
That I plan to make a few more
A bad hand halfway through the game
I fall to my knees but I can still walk